MTL - King of Gods-Chapter 4 Zhao Yijian

"I am promoted to the martial arts. I am in the same age of the Zhao people, at least not the bottom of the group, and are eligible to participate in the 'family military association.'"

Zhao Feng was excited for a long time and gradually calmed down.

The martial arts are divided into nine weights, and one after the other is more difficult than the one, like a pyramid-like upward trend.

As we all know, the martial arts 1~3 heavy, named "refinement section", the title is the martial arts!

The martial arts are mainly to fight the body and strengthen the qi and blood, laying a solid foundation for the subsequent higher realm.

The body is the foundation of all practice, so the cultivation and consolidation of the refining power section will directly affect the realm behind.

Although the Wushu is the lowest order, it can only be used as an entry point for martial arts. However, it is not to be underestimated to cultivate the triple peaks. At least it has seven or eight hundred kilograms of strength. Some of the natural physique is good, and it has the power of thousands of pounds. , force the mountain bear.

Zhao Feng now breaks through the martial arts and has at least four or five hundred kilograms of strength, far beyond the scope of ordinary people. If combined with the powerful martial arts exercises, more than a dozen ordinary people can't get close.

"If I can promote the martial arts triple, with seven or eight hundred pounds of strength, the strength will at least double."

Zhao Feng thought in his heart.

Of course, what really makes him jealous and infinitely longing is the real warrior who has more than four martial arts.

The martial arts are 4~6 heavy, named "Yunqi section", the title is the warrior, the real warrior!

Stepping into this realm, the military not only greatly improves the physical quality, strength and blood, but also strengthens the internal organs and comprehends the "inner martial arts strength". Beyond the scope of pure physical attacks, the strength will have a qualitative leap and possess all kinds of incredible abilities. .

Once you become a real warrior, you will truly become a human being.

As early as in the town of Qingye, Zhao Feng decided to become a real warrior, entering the Zhao family, making this desire closer.

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Promoted to the martial arts two, Zhao Feng immediately told the news to his parents.

Budo double?

Father Zhao Tianyang and his mother, Zhao, were surprised and immediately sighed with relief.

Zhao Feng can break through the martial arts at this age, and without much effort, it shows that his talent is better than the average person.

"Next, you have to do your best to prepare for the 'family martial arts' two months later. You don't need to get a good ranking, just don't be too shameful."

Zhao Tianyang showed a hint of joy and joy.

Zhao is also pleased with relief.

Zhao Feng can go this step, they are basically satisfied, there is no too high luxury.

However, Zhao Feng’s goal is not limited to this. He is determined to become a real warrior and even to the peak of Wudao.

"I am promoted to the martial arts. I have a certain status in the family and I am qualified to enter the "Xuanwu Pavilion"."

Among the "Xuanwu Pavilion" in the tribe, there are many exercises and cultivation books.

Thinking of this, Zhao Feng immediately went to the "Xuanwu Pavilion."

"Q!"

Halfway, a slightly surprised girl came.

In the voice of the girl, with a touch of tenderness, there is a long-lost familiarity.

Zhao Feng's body is slightly stiff.

From his side, a man and a woman are not old enough.

One of the purple teenagers, the sword eyebrows are long and straight, the figure is straight, and there is a sharp intention in the eyes. The repair is to reach the triple peak of the martial arts, so that the nearby family children are deeply pressured.

"He is the top three son of the family's outer layer, 'Zhao Yijian'!"

There are many people around, exclaimed, with taboos, fears and other looks.

Standing side by side with Zhao Yijian is a snow robes girl, aged 13 and four years old, born beautiful and beautiful, is a beautiful embryo.

"Snow girl."

Zhao Feng looked at the girl in the snow robe, and the corner of her mouth unconsciously picked up a sarcasm.

The girl in front of her eyes, just six months ago, accompanied him into the "Zhao Xue" of the Zhao family.

At the time of Qingye Town, Zhao Xue was extremely admired and admired by him. After entering the Zhao family, he gradually alienated, and later became a stranger.

After Zhao Xue entered the Zhao family, with the advantage of his natural beauty, he quickly climbed to the top three children of the family, Zhao Yijian, and as early as half a month ago, he was promoted to the martial arts.

At this moment, I saw Zhao Xue and Zhao Yijian whispered a word.

"Good, but not too long."

Zhao Yijian nodded and opened his side. He was too lazy to look at Zhao Feng.

Zhao Xue walked to Zhao Feng and stared at it at a close distance. His expression was slightly complicated. He sighed: "Feng Ge, you finally broke through the martial arts. But Xue still advised you, don't be too self-willed, to the clan, We are starting low and destined to catch up with those pets -"

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Zhao Feng interrupted her words and looked a little cold.

Zhao Xue’s face showed a trace of anger, and the silver teeth bite: “Feng Ge, Xue Er finally advised you once, to vote for the sword brother. With his help, you can successfully integrate into the Zhao family and avoid bumps. bump……"

Give him a good faith?

Zhao Feng suddenly sneered, and in his life, he has never yielded to be pleased.

Zhao Yijian was born with a cold and arrogant attitude. Every time he saw Zhao Feng, he was looking at the nostrils, and he was very unbearable.

Upon seeing Zhao Feng’s expression, Zhao Xue immediately understood that after all, the two grew up together, and she knew Zhao Feng very well.

I saw Zhao Xue walked back to Zhao Yijian and whispered a sentence.

"Hey! I don't know how to waste."

Zhao Yijian’s cold voice came.

"waste?"

Zhao Feng eyebrows pick one.

Perhaps it is to see Zhao Feng's dissatisfaction, Zhao Yijian lived, lonely and indifferent: "I heard that you are the genius of Aoba Town? But in the Zhao family, you are just a jumping clown! Family Wuhui, I only need One trick will make you lose on the spot."

"I am in love with you, see you at the family military meeting."

Zhao Feng sneered and turned and walked toward the family Xuanwu Pavilion.

He does not want to make a profit.

Anyway, two months later, the family military meeting will begin, and then speak with strength.

Watching Zhao Feng sprinkle away, Zhao Xuemei slammed.

At this moment, she felt a strange feeling from Zhao Feng, which is an inexpressible intuition.

"He really can afford himself."

Zhao Yijian snorted.

He did not regard Zhao Feng as an opponent!

In the outer layer of the family, the children of the three martial arts martial arts, no less than fifty or sixty people, can be ranked third among these children, is it purely repaired as a measure?

Zhao Xue secretly sighed, Zhao Feng is looking for it!

Zhao Yijian's strength, she is very clear, some of the outstanding children of the martial arts triple, in his hands, have not had a sword.

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After a while, Zhao Feng came to the middle of the family - Xuanwu Pavilion.

Xuanwu Pavilion is a middle-class place, and there are family elders guarding all the year round.

"Children of the tribe?"

Inside the Xuanwu Pavilion, the white robe elder, looked at Zhao Feng’s identity token, and his brow was slightly wrinkled.

"See the elders."

Zhao Feng looked polite, but he was clear about the strength of the elders in the family.

Through the senses of the left eye, he sensed a mysterious and powerful force on the other side. It was a layer of red and red, born in flesh and blood, but separated from the body's meridians, and even attacked at any time, injuring people from the air. , powdered gold broken iron.

Zhao Feng knows that the elders of the white robe have already cultivated the "inner martial arts" into the realm, and they can erupt the power of the thunder, even if they are one hundred, they can be killed in an instant.

Generally, only the "martial arts" with more than four martial arts have the strength of martial arts.

Zhao Feng, Zhao Kun, these martial arts, are unlikely to have martial arts.

Zhao Feng said: "Elders, I want to enter the second floor of Xuanwuge."

"At the age of fourteen years old, it is quite common to be promoted to martial arts. However, before becoming a child of the inner class, there is a difference between the children of the tribe and the children of the family who enter the Xuanwu Pavilion."

The white robe elders said indifferently.

Zhao Feng heard a little, but when he thought of the new family rules of the Zhao family, he immediately relieved.

"The elders please speak."

Zhao Feng understands that he has no qualification for bargaining before he has absolute strength.

The white robe has a faceless expression: "The two sons of Wudao can only enter the first floor of Xuanwu Pavilion. On the first floor of Xuanwu Pavilion, there are many low-level martial arts, and there are a few intermediate martial arts. The children of this family can choose up to two. The middle-level martial arts or the four-level low-level martial arts, brought out to practice, the time is two months; and the children of the tribe can choose one intermediate martial arts or two low-level martial arts for one month."

After listening to the rules, Zhao Feng took a deep breath: "The younger understand."

The rules of Xuanwuge have great differences in the treatment of their own children and their children.

Regardless of the number of choices or the time of cultivation, the children of the tribes are not as good as their own children, which is basically twice the gap.

"Good! You can go in, time is half an hour."

Under the promise of the white robe elders, Zhao Feng slowly embarked on the Xuanwu Pavilion, which was once the place he dreamed of...